Falling in love all over again

I love you! I love you! Meaningless words these days. I remember when as a great lover of romance novels they were the words I most treasured; I remember treasuring the words so much that I decided it was only that super special person I would tell first. Alas! It was not to be. Thinking back now I can’t remember whom I first told “I love you”. That is to show the extent of degradation the word has undergone in my vocabulary. Do I still believe in love? Probably not, presently I subscribe to the believe that a relationship might not be perfect but it can be good enough. So what happened to those whirlwind theories of love? I honestly don’t know. All I know is that as time passed they became less and less important. These of course is not saying I have never falling in love, quite the opposite, I have falling in love so many times I can’t remember them again. The problem is that I often realized I was in love only after the relationship must have ended. Grouse um? Being a very proud guy I always march forward forsaken all behind with a positive mentality, believing that I would realize if I was in love next time. Unfortunately the story is repeated over and over again. I often console myself with the words that there is one special person for everybody. But the truth be told, even I don’t believe that. I don’t believe all those religious jargons about us being made in pairs. The fact to me is that you work on a relationship until it either becomes perfect or goes bust. The key to success is always when the parties involve are willing to sacrifice there high standard so the relationship can move forward. Love to me has nothing to do with one person being domineering while the other party sheepishly follows every command. Unfortunately that seems to be the Nigerian way, with the girls preferring the ALPHA male, the super domineering guy who hides his low self worth behind a false bravado. There love for multiple competition (A guy with more than one girlfriend) belies there self esteem. Though, this is not a judgment on the Nigerian female folk. But the truth be told Nigerian girls love competition. They will only show seriousness when they know the guy is not only cheating on them, but show little regard for there person. I guess these must be as a result of some freudanian parental lack. Anyway, to cut a long story short I have come to realize than my inability to fall in love or get infatuated quoting some of my friends, has indeed denied me of some of the true beauty of life. I want to fall in love; to have nothing to do with my mental faculty except to think of the one I love. To day dream and be blind to the inadequacies of my partner. Oh! How I miss love.